If you thought they actually showed the reality when ‘Ranbir Kapoor’ and ‘Kankana SenSharma’ had a ball while redesigning and setting up the apartment in ‘Wake Up Sid’, you are absolutely wrong.

The entire process is utterly tiresome accompanied by the off and on backchats with Mom regarding how careless you are and how less you work for the house and the people. Well I should also mention that the process might take away your twelve year old ‘Cross’ that you have grown up praying to. Your face wash and shampoo can disappear just like that and suddenly the windows and doors would start to reflect color that you have forever hated.

It would take you a LOT of ‘lyad' overcoming toxic dose to try and get the room back into its original shape. Finally just when you would start to think that the nightmare is over, Bazinga! The same mess would be seen all over the house. At times you would reconsider the color blindness test for the deciders but then, you would already be so tired with everything that the coverless bed having a coil burnt fan right above would seem like heaven. Crash.

But the whole point is that there are no pizza party and splashing of colors involved in the process like they showed in the movie. Also, you are NOT allowed to put back those neon stars back to the ceiling like they were before the entire hoopla. You are also not allowed to stick the posters back to the walls. ‘No Cello tapes’ Aunty Acid would tell you and you would be too irritated for rebellion. In just a day, the hut, ‘Shreedhar Acharya’ formula, names and all the childhood tidbits on the walls would vanish.

The newly painted room and disorganized stuff all over can also make you write such shit.
While. Smiling wide with you. And 

Disclaimer:
1. I owe no explanation to anyone
2.If this post makes no sense to you, you have a wonderful life. Congratulations.
3. If this post makes sense to you, *highfive*
4.If this post offends you, I am genuinely not sorry.

You would know that summers are here when everyone around is on a temper trip through the heated lanes back and forth.

Incident 1:

Grey runs towards the painter to charge for injustice, fully aware of the fact that free will of the painter cannot be questioned. Grey does not care. All that Grey knows is the fact that nobody uses Grey to color dominance. The world looked at this new shade of Grey with disbelief and Grey knows it well but Grey’s pride has been tickled and that is all that was prominent amidst the self made rules of not losing cool. And at that moment, consequences adamantly ceased to matter.
AND
Boom!

Incident 2:

Dinner asked Brunch if some help can be expected and Brunch declined. There were Breakfast and Lunch who required answers and explanations from Brunch and selecting or helping Dinner was out of the known lines. Dinner has the midnight snack as guide and together they blamed Brunch out and out. Dinner expected friendship and Brunch could not invite troubled waters. Nobody understood the point of the other and voids filled with cold radiance.
AND
 Boom!

Incident 3:

Tyson placed ice on top of fire. Ice started to melt and fire started fuming. Fire demanded explanations and ice obstinately declined any. Fire let out sparks which affected the little large ego of ice. Earth stopped for a moment as ice started to fume away as well. The fumes met to cause discomfort. Tyson let out a suggestion here and a suggestion there.
AND
Boom!

Incident 4:

All the super heroes were out for a trip down the countryside. From somewhere came the joker and provoked Superman. While the argument started to get heated, the joker challenged the mask less batman. Spiderman and Candyman rushed in to help but had difficulty in understanding the gibberish. Our heroes took the countryside by storm while men looked at them in wonder. The joker continued with offensive remarks and got on their nerves. Batman went ahead unarmed with thunder voice and scared everyone around but the joker who said ‘Why so serious?’
AND
Boom!

Incident 5:

Involvement of Professor Umbridge gives me so jeero enthu.

Incident 6:

Lyadh glides on.

So this post ends.
And the oh-so-worshipped mortal, here is all that you have missed.

Enough entertainment?

:D

There was once a time when my sister took pride in drawing the margins of my copy. I still get to decide over which clothes she should or should not buy. Net is my necessity and her luxury. When I need the remote, I need the remote irrespective of which dumb favorite serial of my sister is on air.  All of these happen with very little rebellion from her side. And when I say little, I mean very little.

  

So,
There is this thing about idolizing elder brothers and sisters.
One is just proud of them, for no specific reason whatsoever.
And then, 

Growing up happens.